until the first gray light of dawn seeped through the curtains. When she finally pu
silent on the thick runner of the hallway. Her path was automatic, a
Lily and Mrs. Peterson getting ready for school. She paused, her hand raised to p
like Auntie Britta
id-air. A knot of ice
entle voice replied. "Miss Stephens
ty!" Lily's voice chirped, full of excitement.
were classics, carefully chosen edition
one of a child making a birthday wish. "I wish Auntie Brittan
't just hurt.
in was real-a sharp, twisting thing in her chest. She pressed a h
en she straightened her shoulders, turned, and walked downstairs. Her feet
ting was laid out for breakfast. She s
nally flat. "Mr. Donovan's schedule for tod
k. "Julian, put me th
d he's in
greement as of this morning. If he wants to discuss it, he can pi
"Mrs. Donovan...
ce, irritated. "What is this about
ill be at your office this afternoon. The patent termination is already in m
us. You're not tak
d Brittaney have done to this family. Until then, I'll take every other weekend and holidays
She pushed the untouched plate away,
iscreet entrance of a private members' club near Halsey's office tower. She didn't know why she went in. The m
n she l
sey was in a plush booth, and beside him sat Brittan
he had never, not once, seen directed at her. He was carefully wipi
piece of cake and held it to Halsey's lips. He accepted it without breaking
up to kiss Halsey's cheek, then twisted around
hem. A perfect
God, it hurt. But this time, she did not
d the camera. Captured the
wyer. For the custody hearing. And for
thered their things and left.
d up her contacts and dialed a number she had sa
king you up on that offer. I'll be
the club. The London sun was weak, but it felt
d stopped waiting for oth
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